The girl standing at the stairs had a beautiful face, fair skin, and waist-length seaweed-like hair that was casually draped down, making her dazzlingly beautiful.
The khaki sweater and turmeric banana pants were brand new and clean, and even had a faint fragrance.
She just stood there, motionless and even a little indifferent, but seemed to illuminate all the gloom around her.
"It's you knocking on the door." Nan Muran glanced at the people in the corridor, and finally her eyes fell on the man at the front of the line who was still knocking on the door.
The woman next to the man subconsciously stroked her hair. The rough touch made her look suddenly change. At the same time, she looked at Nan Muran with a little more jealousy: "It's my boyfriend who knocked, so what? Why do you throw our things?"
"I paid for the place you occupy. Is there anything wrong with me doing this?" Nan Muran looked at the woman, with impatience visible between her pretty brows.
“Even so.
What is the situation now? Everyone is having a hard time. Not only did you not lend a helping hand, but you also threw away the things we depend on for survival. That's too vicious." The woman said angrily.
Nan Muran sneered: "I am vicious? If I were vicious, your things would be in the water outside instead of in the stairwell. You should say I am kind."
“What are you talking about? The things were not thrown outside, but you threw the garbage in there too. Now it’s a mess and dirty. How can we use it?
From the looks of you, you should have something clean to compensate us." The woman envied Nan Muran's brand new clothes, and also guessed that this girl must have a lot of good things at home.
Otherwise, everyone is skinny and sallow, but why is she so fair and tender, and looks like a vixen? I don’t know where she got all these things.
Her words also expressed everyone's thoughts. If this woman has any supplies, she must notify the security team for unified management.
What people worry about most is not the lack of things but the inequality of things. If you live in dire straits, you will not be able to accept others living a glamorous and glorious life.
Especially a few of the younger women, their eyes almost pierced through Nan Muran.
Nan Muran ignored the emotions in everyone's eyes and looked at the woman in front of her with sarcasm: "Those garbage have always been with you, right? You didn't mind the dirtiness when you lived next to them before, but now you think it's precious?"
"Stop talking nonsense and compensate us." The woman was annoyed by the ridicule and her tone began to become vicious.
People nearby started talking to him.
"How can such a pretty little girl be so evil?"
"You should compensate them."
"That's right. I don't know who cleaned it up so cleanly."
"Maybe there's something shameful hidden in the house?"
Everyone assumed Nan Muran with the greatest malice.
When a woman has someone to support her, she feels that she is right.
But when she turned around, she saw her boyfriend who was obviously stunned by her appearance. She was instantly furious: "Are you dumb? Let her compensate us. But you're not going to live?"
The man came back to his senses and explained to Nan Muran in a gentle voice: "You really made our things unusable."
"Go away." He thought his words were polite, but they were ultimately met with a cold word from Nan Muran.
"What's your attitude?" Before the man could react, the woman next to him stopped working.
Nan Muran, unable to bear it any longer, kicked the man in the abdomen.
The man took two steps back in panic, missed a step, and rolled down the stairs.
Everyone in the stairwell was startled by Nan Muran's sudden action.
"You..." The woman wanted to curse, but was frightened by Nan Muran's cold eyes.
"If you don't want to be beaten, shut up." Nan Muran really hated this kind of woman with a confused mind. Even a coward with a head full of pornographic garbage was worthy of her charging into battle regardless of danger.
The woman didn't dare to speak and could only watch Nan Muran close the fire door again.
"Don't just stand there like an idiot. I'm in so much pain." The man's voice sounded behind her, and the woman hurried over to check.
The man covered his buttocks and screamed in pain, feeling as if all the bones in his body were falling apart.
"Go to the 13th floor and see Doctor Qi." A woman in the crowd reminded in a low voice.
In the Qi family's living room, Qi Li helped check: "The hip bone is slightly cracked, and the wrist is sprained. Go home and take good care of yourself, stand more and sit less. It will take at least half a month to recover."
After the two left, Qi Qing came out of the room and said, "Qi Li, they were talking about the top floor apartment just now. Is that Ran Ran?"
Qi Li, who was packing up, paused for a moment, then said in a low and lost voice, "She came back at noon."
"Is she okay? Did you remind her about the security team?" Qi Qing looked very bad, but he was worried about Nan Muran.
The apartment security team is becoming more and more aggressive. Nan Muran is a girl and it is really dangerous for her.
Qi Li didn't say anything and went back to his room. To be honest, he couldn't explain why Nan Muran's dazzling appearance today irritated his nerves.
The moment she turned to leave, he strangely wanted to drag her into this filthy abyss.
There seemed to be two villains fighting in his mind, one telling him no, the other tempting him crazily. Perhaps only by dragging Nan Muran into the quagmire, would she, who was so brilliant, belong to him again.
Qi Qing felt that her brother's reaction was a little strange. However, she always respected her brother's ideas, so she gave up the idea of looking for Nan Muran.
Nan Muran, who had just experienced the annoyance of being attacked by a bunch of people, simply found a flowerpot and scattered seeds to stimulate the growth of three Lala vines.
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